the stars, the moon

aislinn mccrae; princess of ireland. " i said, that's what you're asking, but you're gonna get more than you bargained for. i said, that's what you had, but you don't have it anymore. "

[amccrae]

scbcstian:

the softness of her apology is a knife to the gut and he’s forced to advert his gaze, to reign in the sharps intact of air his lungs are gasping for. “please don’t. it’s fine. i’m fine.” the words spill from his tongue like water from a broken dam, eager to escape. for what specifically she’s apologizing for, he’s not entirely clear but it’s not something he’s all too eager to discuss. he’s trying to move forward despite the seemingly insurmountable fact that he now shares a house with his ex and her new boyfriend and his once best friend. “engagement rumours seems to cling to me.” it’s twice now that speculation of an engagement or the lack there of has encircled around the prince of spain, the tabloids always embellishing and exaggerating the details of his personal life - it’s a sense of possession, like somehow the fact that he is forever in the public eye, it entitles the world to a front row seat to the happenings of his personal life.

hearing his words, aislinn purses her lips, fighting back any words that may slip her mouth and cause this whole situation to be a lot worse than it already was. “okay,” she says simply instead, giving him a small nod. “i just needed to say it.” it wasn’t her intention to bring up thoughts of last year, thoughts that only brought negative memories for the both of them. then again, the ending to their relationship brought on the beginning to her current one with his best friend; a bond that she was happy to have at the moment. seeing the way he reacted to her words, however, wasn’t exactly something she was proud to witness. “sometimes i wonder if it’s even possible for any of us to have a private life anymore,” she commented, in hopes of diverting the conversation to another topic.

[amccrae]

scbcstian:

his hands find a home deep within his pockets, if only so they have something productive to do besides fidgeting with the ruins of his shirt. “i’ve been doing it for a while actually. i like to explore.” it occurs to him that this fact is foreign to her, that the events of his daily life are no longer a topic she concerns herself with. after all the days and months they spent together, cultivating a friendship and diving into the waters of romance, she used to know so much about him; only now he’s become entirely unfamiliar to her. or perhaps there has always been aspects of his personality she never truly knew at all. her words nearly knock him backwards, a physical blow that makes it momentarily harder to breathe, to move. “uh yeah.. um that’s–” it’s with force that he’s able to clear his throat and dip his chin in a nod, fighting the uncertainty that seems to wash over him in her presence. “thanks.”

it was difficult not to take note of the way he reacted to her words. nothing was ever going to be normal between the two again, that she knew for certain, but aislinn only hoped that at some point the rift would ease. as long as she was with declan, however, hoping was all she could do – especially considering the point where their relationship currently was and how promising it looked. her eyes fluttered down, glancing at the floor for a moment before turning her attention back to sebastian. “i’m sorry,” she whispered, voice soft and low. apologizing was never something she expected to be doing, but seeing his uncertainty this far along prompted the idea. “but you seem to be doing well according to intouch,” the princess added, referring to the front page cover the magazine had published, knowing how unreliable those claims could be.  

[amccrae]

scbcstian:

the gentle liting tone scraps along his skin, her voice is a sound he never could quite cleanse from his memory. aislinn emerges from the shadows, the slivers of moonlight peeking through the windows bathing her porcelain skin in silver. silence passes between them in palpable beats, seeming to echo in the space separating them. “aislinn.” it takes a moment to register the pressure baring down on his chest, his lungs screaming at him from the sudden lack of oxygen. his muscles work desperately, trying to coax him to inhale, reminding him of the normalcy of breathing. “oh it’s nothing really. i just– probably shouldn’t have gone out alone this late..” his gaze flickers to the darkness surrounding her, nearly expecting declan to materialize at her side. his fingers attempt to smooth down his rumpled shirt. “i’m fine, really.”

hearing her name slip from his lips was a sound that she had almost forgotten given the growing space between the two. it was an utterance that she was sure had prospered to become second nature during their time together – just as his name had been to her – but the rift amidst the two had only caused for unspoken words and unfamiliarity. “how come you were out alone so late?” she wondered, instantly regretting the question the moment the words left her lips. she was no longer in a position to question his actions, and hadn’t been for a while now. not even if she meant it in good faith. “you don’t have to answer that,” she added, fidgeting with her silk robe as a way of distracting herself. “but i’m glad.” aislinn gave him a tight-lipped smile, crossing her arms over her chest for warmth. “you deserve the best.”

[amccrae]

text – julien

julien: why does no one respect bgc in this palace.

julien: i cant connect w anyone here, i'm alone

julien: pls serve me shots tho, ur an angel

julien: it'll b more fun if you have some tho :)

aislinn: have you tried connecting with any of the staff members

aislinn: i bet they watch that show

aislinn: it takes a lot more than a smiley to convince me :)

[amccrae]

singsongnari:

“It was nice to see so many happy faces.” she smiles with a nod. “And I guess that’s what its like to live in a palace in general. Its always going to feel kind of empty. Must be the reason we have so many balls.” 

“it’s actually a bit insane how empty it can feel considering the number of staff the palace employs. you would think we’d be running off trying to find a quiet place – not like that never happens, but it’s a rarity.”

[lilysource]

Lily Collins photographed for People Magazine.

[amccrae]

text – julien

julien: bad girls club is on and i need someone to take a shot with me every time one of these girls talk smack in the confessional but don't do shit face to face

aislinn: i will serve you the shots

aislinn: and possibly laugh at the fact that you watch bad girls club while doing so

aislinn: can't make any promises about actually taking them though

[scbcstian]

it’s well past midnight, the majority of russia along with the setting sun has long since succumbed to the temptation of sleep - even a vast chunk of the russian night life already winding down for the night - when sebastian returns to the warmth of catherine palace. he’s rumpled beyond recognition; his button down creased and missing nearly half its buttons, hangs off his shoulders and his hair is mused to the point where it’s sticking up in several directions. he takes the moment of peace to calm his rapid breathing, peeking out the window to ensure he lost the hoard of girls. the absence of screams is surely a good sign. “oh shi–” the sound of approaching footsteps has him spinning around. clearly he’s not the only one still awake. “uh, buenas noches.” he offers, a sheepish smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

[amccrae]

it wasn’t unusual for aislinn to wander the halls of catherine palace late at night while the majority of the other guests had resorted to their rooms until the following morning. it was a habit that she preferred to keep quiet about, using the time alone to gather her thoughts. in all honesty, running into another royal was the last thing she expected – or even wanted to deal with, but it seemed as if she had no way out of the situation. hearing the all too familiar voice, the brunette looked up with a furrowed brow, “bash?” taking a moment as her gaze shifted from his tousled hair to the destroyed button down. “what... happened?” she questioned, trying her best to cover any hint of awkwardness in her voice that was still present between the two. 

[singsongnari-blog]

“So did you have fun? With your family I mean? The palace feels empty now that the party is over” she half smiles tucking her short hair behind her ear. 

[amccrae]

“well, their company was definitely nice,” aislinn started, her lips stretching into a smile. “it was a good change seeing so many people here. but you’re right –– the palace’s so big that it almost feels empty half the time.”

[amccrae]

hello everyone!! i am finally back and with more muse than ever so if u would like to plot with aislinn over here feel free to shoot me a message, i’ll welcome them with open arms

also i had my first day of classes for spring semester today and i have 10 hour days on mondays lol why did i do this to myself 

[berliozb-blog]

slowly breaking away from his father and sister, his only family members able to attend the festivity, julien walked backwards still bidding a short goodbye to them. his attention was loosely on anyone but them, it wasn’t a shocker that he ended up bumping shoulders with another attendant. “oh, disculpame. sorry, wasn’t watching my step.”

[amccrae]

“no te preocupes,” aislinn butchered, her irish accent clearly showing through the words spoken. she was no expert in the spanish language, but definitely made an effort to learn some of the basics. “i’m curious, though –– who were you so focused on?” the brunette wondered, quirking a brow as her lips stretched into a smile. 

[amccrae]

oolsen:

oliver sat up a little and squinted his eyes so that he could see the titles of the movies that were sitting in a cabinet across from them. although he had glasses, he could probably use another eye exam. “that is a very good question,” oliver said. he turned to aislinn, giving up, “i think we could choose any movie we want. if it’s not there, i’m sure i could pull some strings. after all, the internet is a wonderful place.”

aislinn’s eyes scanned the various titles of movies that were displayed, noting that there was a large variety of genres. “very true. i’m sure they won’t even mind if we use online resources. the real question, though, is what genre to watch?”

[amccrae]

i feel like everyone is apologizing and i’m gonna join in on that bc of my shit activity lately :/

i’m moving next friday so i’ve been picking up extra shifts to cover the expenses, which explains my absence on here. going to get to replies before my next shift in 2 hours though!! 

[oolsen-blog1]

“you know, i am feeling particularly lazy today” oliver said out of no where. “the fact that it is well below freezing outside makes me want to just sit on the couch and watch some movies.” oliver looks over with a slight smile. “are you game?” oliver slouched further into the couch wrapping himself in a blanket, hoping for a ‘yes’.

[amccrae]

“are you kidding?” aislinn questioned jokingly, letting out a small laugh. regardless of the two people she was closest to in the palace, the princess had always been the type to prefer a cozy night in over a crazy night out. “of course i’m game. what films do we have to choose from?”

[lilycollinsnews]

[amccrae]

singsongnari:

“Oh really? That’s amazing, my father was the one who got me my first camera even if he knows very little to nothing about photography.” she smiles fondly at the long past memory. “I will be sure to show you my portfolio sometime. Get your opinion.” she nods at her response “Sounds nice, so flexible basically.” 

“does that mean that you learned everything there is to know on your own? i bet that takes a lot of trial and error –– and patience.” aislinn smiled at the girl’s words. “not like my opinion means much, but that would be nice. it’s always interesting to see other’s creative work.” 

[amccrae]

lailanis:

“exactly! like, i’m not much of a baker, but i know olive oil is usually used to keep the goods from sticking to the pan’s surface or something. and if they took out the chocolate chips for raisins and there is no more vanilla, then it’ll taste like bland raisins.” lailani said in disgust. “i don’t think anyone would want to hear that, honestly. baker or not, hearing that something you made was disgusting must really take a plunge to your self- esteem.” she said. “linda? i’ll keep her name in mind next time. i’m not a big fan of lemon flavored things, but i’ll try the other stuff she makes.” lailani nodded, making a mental note to check linda out later today. “a little bit of everything, huh? well, if you ever need someone to taste test, then i’m your girl. i wish i was good in the kitchen, but i can only cook if i have instructions in front of me.”

“it’s definitely used more so as a nonstick coating when baking, but i think the majority of people see it as a dressing component for salads. why someone would think to use it as a substitute for vanilla is beyond me.” aislinn cringed at the sound of bland raisins, not wanting to even so much as picture such thing. the brunette was up for eating a balanced diet for the most part, but raisins had never been her favorite –– unless they were chocolate covered. then she wouldn’t mind them as much. “good point. i guess everyone is bound to have one of those experiences, though. i mean, not everything is going to come out perfectly. especially if it’s the first time making a recipe. it just comes down to whoever is tasting the food and whether they’re blunt or not.” the princess’s eyes widened slightly at lailani’s words. “not a fan of lemon flavored things? that’s perhaps one of my top flavors ever. not even lemonade? but either way, i’m sure linda will make anything you ask for. she’s the sweetest,” she added, her lips tugging into a smile. “please, i bet you’re not giving yourself enough credit. with enough practice you’ll become an expert in the kitchen.”